Racing The Alpha (Dirt Track Dogs #1) by P. Jameson

Author:P. Jameson [Jameson, P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Shifter, Series, Romance, Alpha, Adult Romance, Adult, Erotica, Fiction, Contemporary, Racing
Goodreads: 25412252
Publisher: P. Jameson
Published: 2015-04-22T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Ella let Drake pull her through the empty field and past the practice track until they arrived at his small cabin. She frowned as he pushed her inside and closed the door behind them. The fresh air had done her some good. Her head felt less like a balloon and more like it was weighted to her body. But it had done nothing for the intense ache between her legs.

Drake spun and pulled her into his arms. She welcomed the contact. It was a necessary anchor, keeping her in the real world while she tried to make sense of all that had happened since leaving Red Cap. Hell, all that had happened since she’d stepped foot in this club.

“I didn’t want you to find out like this, but there’s no time, so just listen to me.” He waited for her nod before continuing. “You aren’t like other humans. You’re different. You’re a shifter.”

A laugh burst from her lips at his serious tone. She’d thought he was going to tell her something worrisome.

Of course she was a shifter. Wait. What was a shifter? With her knowledge of cars, all that came to mind was a gear shifter. She imagined herself, except leather covered and with numbers and a gear map painted on her stomach.

She shook her head, squinting up at Drake.

“A wolf, to be exact. Ella, you’re a werewolf.”

Oh. Yeah. That. But he was wrong. She most certainly was not a…

“A wolf?”

Drake nodded. “We all are. Your mother was too, but not your father. It’s why you’ve never turned. But now, you need to.”

She shook her head in disbelief, wanting to deny what he said, but also not able to. Something inside her felt the truth of his words. The stories her daddy told… he’d been trying to prepare her for this all along.

“A wolf.” She let her lips speak the words again. “Shifter.”

As unbelievable as it was, she believed him. And she wasn’t just taking him at his word. Now that she’d been given a name for what gnawed at her inside, things became clear. She knew things. Things that had been shoved to the back of her subconscious.

She knew she needed a pack. Maybe that’s why she’d been so desperate to become a member of the club in the first place. She knew she hadn’t been made this way like the werewolves in the movies. She was a wolf because her mother was one. She knew that delicious scent coming from Drake earlier was because he’d been aroused.

She stared at him, a flood of emotions rising in her chest. Joy, desire, fear, confusion, satisfaction, desperation. “You’re my… my… mate.”

His tight grin didn’t erase the worry from his eyes. He brushed his thumb across her heated cheek. “I am. And you are mine, sweet Ella.”

Sweet Ella. No one had ever called her something so… reverent. This man—wolf? man/wolf?—was different than anyone she’d ever known. He treasured her. Even though their relationship was new, he held her in the highest regard.

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